Adeptus Mechanicus Prayers

In the glittering, snake-infested court of Ignis, where power was a double-edged sword and loyalty a rare gem, Selanthia Amaris Nyxveil stood as a legend cloaked in infamy. Known by many names—*The Hound of the Emperor*, **The Cursed Sword*, **The Witch of Nyxveil*, and *The Abandoned One*—she was a weapon forged by duty and sharpened by betrayal. For forty long years, she served as the Emperor’s blade, cutting down threats to the throne with ruthless precision. Yet, behind the cold steel and the icy gaze, Selanthia harbored no love for the crown or the vipers who surrounded it. She was a woman bound by fate, not choice. At 48, weary of the endless machinations of the court, Selanthia chose to retire. With no family to call her own, she left behind the gilded cage of Ignis for the simplicity of the countryside. Her dreams were modest: to bake sweet treats, tend to chickens, lose herself in books she’d never had time to read, and find solace in the quiet rhythm of church prayers. A peaceful, ordinary life—a stark contrast to the blood-stained path she had walked for decades. But fate, it seemed, had other plans. Just 28 hours into her newfound tranquility, Selanthia’s life was brutally cut short. Poisoned and attacked in the dead of night, she breathed her last beneath a cold, uncaring sky. Her final thoughts were not of vengeance or regret for the life she had led, but of the life she had never known. She wished for love, for a kind and handsome partner, for children whose laughter might have filled the void in her heart. She wished she had never taken up the sword, that she might have written a different ending to her tale. Yet, death was not the end. Selanthia awoke not in the afterlife but in a world both familiar and strange. Perched high in a cherry blossom tree, she was greeted by the voice of Rina, her long-dead confidante. Now, thrust into a bewildering new reality, Selanthia must unravel the threads of this strange second chance. Is this a cruel jest of the gods, a dream spun from her dying regrets, or something far more sinister? And why, of all people, THAT MAN—who disappeared without a word— is acting all weird? As the petals of the cherry blossoms fall around her, Selanthia finds herself caught in a web of mystery, romance, and perhaps, redemption. But in this enchanted new life, where nothing is as it seems, can she unravel the twist of life brought forward by THAT MAN? Or will the shadows of her past rise to claim her once more?

**This book is in the viral competition. Support me by adding to library, gifting power stones, and golden tickets** . . Perhaps out of mercy, Ava Whitlock found herself reborn before all the tragedies - before her public image was ruined, before her career ended, before her real family disowned her existence and she was brutally murdered by the fake daughter her family had. . . All Ava Whitlock ever wanted in her whole existence was to have a family of her own, one which adored her and reciprocated her love. Her adoptive family were abusive, and when her real wealthy family descended from heaven, Ava thought the universe finally answered her prayer. Her prominent family were the owner of the Whitlock's conglomerate, the largest conglomerate in Lebron City. She had three powerful brothers: Jerome, the general manager of the conglomerate; Noah, the director of the conglomerate's firm; and Caspian, the best software engineer in all of Lebron City. Ava thought she had it all, but what she never expected was that her real family wanted nothing to do with her. They saw her as an eye-sore who was here to claim the position of their fake daughter, and they made no attempt to hide that they preferred the fake daughter to their flesh and blood. . On her death bed, Jerome, Ava's eldest brother asked, almost laughing, "Ava's at the point of death?" Her mother hissed before replying almost immediately, "Good. Let her rot." "Why are we being informed about this?" Noah, Ava's second brother asked. "Ava is no longer part of the Whitlock household after the little stunt she pulled. It's sickening that she still bears my household's name legally, but don't call me even if she's dead," her father said dryly. . . In this life, Ava had another mission. To stop her name from getting ruined publicly, and to earn her family's respect instead. She didn't care about her family's love anymore. But a lot of things changed in her new life that she didn't have answers to. How did she end up with three other guardian angels?! And why did they address her as their lovely little sister?! Also, how did she have a fiance in this new life who was dotting on her?

[Ding!] [Mission Unlocked: Eliminate the moles planted by Rose in the Reid Industries.] Reward: $10 billion in cash upon mission completion. ~~~~ Alex, a 18-year-old ordinary guy, finds himself inexplicably transmigrated into the plot of a Cheesy with no logic bashing novel. But his excitement quickly turns to dread when he realizes he hasn’t taken the role of the protagonist but the villain. To make matters worse, he’s destined to be the first stepping stone for the novel’s protagonist—the Plot armor son. Terrified of his impending doom, Alex thought of changing his strategy of even going as far as changing the whole story plot if he can survive in this braindead novel. And like some ROB or GOD answering his prayers for having fun on his decision, a mechanical voice spind in his mind and a blue transparent panel appeared in front of his eye. [Ding!] [System Activated!] Detecting the host's desire to alter the original storyline. Activating [Villain System]… Alex’s relief is short-lived when he discovers the system’s peculiar goal: [Ding!] [Mission Unlocked: Eliminate the moles planted by Rose in the Reid Industries.] Reward: $10 billion in cash upon mission completion. With his life on the line and a mission ahead, Alex embarks on his journey to survive the braindead Novel. Will he be able survive or fall victim to the Plot Armor son Aka Protagonist. Well that is for the future Alex to decide and know and you readers…

Takakura Toji spent his life preaching the gospel, defying the godless world around him. At 99, he died with a final prayer—to live out his childhood dreams of battling for God's name. When he awakens in a strange new world, one where faith has been long abandoned and darkness reigns, he realizes his true test has just begun. With no weapon but his unwavering belief, Toji must navigate a world of ruthless warlords, forsaken souls, and hidden divine secrets. Can he bring light to a realm that has rejected the heavens, or will he fall to the forces that seek to erase faith forever?

Julio was once the reputable consigliere to Don Picasso, a mafia lord who had taken him in from the streets and treated him like a son. However nothing could have prepared him for the sudden murder of his master and then himself by the old man's only son, Pedro Picasso. During his final moments, Julio decided to take a leap of faith and make a prayer, only the prayer was made to the devil himself who was listening. A deal was made, torment and eventual ability to return to take revenge in exchange for his soul. Julio undergoes torture for years in hell and when he is finally released, he has a hell system to help him unleash hell itself on everyone including innocents.

A sickle lodged deep in his neck, cold steel biting through flesh. Voices murmured around him, debating his fate as blood poured in thick rivulets, staining the ground beneath him. His vision wavered, the world blurring at the edges. Fragments of memory surfaced, slipping through his grasp as darkness crept in. With faltering breath, he muttered a prayer. "Pitiful child," a voice crooned, its melody both soothing and unsettling. Then—screeching tires. A violent crash. From nowhere, a truck barreled through the alley, crushing him and his murderers beneath its weight. The world went silent. Kevin awoke. The question of where he was lingered in his mind, yet he could feel it. An eerie, suffocating void stretched around him, vast and oppressive. There was no warmth, no sound, only the weight of nothingness pressing down, as if his very soul could wither away. "Pitiful child," the voice whispered again, its presence weaving through the void. "Love evades you. Singled out, discarded, assumed to be nothing. No one would mourn your disappearance." A flicker of sadness crossed Kevin’s face. "But there is no redemption for you here either. You will serve as a tool for my adversary, fulfilling what I cannot. Your existence has granted me this moment, and in return, you will perish as you were always meant to. Your memories of this life and our encounter will fade" A hand emerged from the abyss, pale and grotesque, reaching for him. Kevin’s very being twisted. A sensation beyond pain, beyond fear—something worse. An unbearable pressure built inside him, warping his essence, as though he were unravelling, torn apart from within. Then came the rage. A lifetime of being used, manipulated, and discarded. Again and again, others had shaped his fate, moulding him to their will. Even now, even here, the cycle continued. No more. Through the agony, he roared. "I will not be what you want or what anyone wants. Even without my memories, I will hunt, I will devour, and I will carve my own path. It doesn’t matter if you are a god or the devil” The entity smiled. "I am no god. I am no devil. " Its voice echoed, a whisper and a thunderclap all at once. "I am A@#!@ro♧h!!"

Crystal had spent her life inside the temple, swearing herself to gods who never spoke back. With blind faith and empty prayers, she was meant to die with the others as just another body on the stone floor, blood soaking through her white robes. But when the King of Elyria walked in, He didn’t let her perish but took her instead. Dragged from the light and thrown into a world where shadows breathe, Where sin feels just like salvation, Crystal should hate him. She should fight. She should resist the pull, the heat, and the way her body falters as every touch ruins her. The girl who once prayed to the gods is dying, piece by piece, and something else is rising in her place, something unholy and wicked. Something his. Through war, betrayal, and conquest, Crystal will carve her name into the world alongside his. She might have been destined to die, but now she will rule, claiming fear and worship from her people and enemies alike. While being bound to the creature that stole her fate and rewrote it in blood. Together, they will be unstoppable. Warning: This story contains dark themes, psychological manipulation, and obsessive romance. Read at your own risk.

[TRIGGER WARNING: Mature Content + Dark Themes] EXCERPT: “Axel, no. We… can’t do this!” I jolted back when he pulled up my skirt. As if to retaliate, he grabbed my wrist and yanked my body to his. “We can do whatever I say we can do, María José.” “I’m your brother’s reject. Do you even hear yourself right now? He didn’t want me, Axel. What does that make me to you?” “I don’t care about Álvaro’s foolishness. It's his loss for losing a woman like you.” “Okay, I must confess. I'm not worried about him either. It's Rosa… you're getting engaged to my sister in a month!” “Let me remind you, María José—I don’t give a fuck about that, either.” No matter how hard I jerked, he wasn’t letting me go. And part of me—so, so foolishly—didn’t want him to. ______ Having spent her life avoiding the spotlight, María Jośe never imagined she’d be the one to bring shame to her esteemed De la Vega family. With beauty as captivating as a field of lilies, she is the prized daughter of an ambitious father who cares more for his reputation than his children’s happiness. When Álvaro Montenegro, the arrogant heir to the Alpha title, sets his sights on her as his chosen Luna, María Jośe is desperate for a way out. But everything changes when the Moon Goddess answers her prayer in the most unexpected way: María Jośe discovers she is an Omega—wolfless and the lowest rank in the pack. Once held in awe, she is now shunned; a source of shame to her father and a target for ridicule in the pack. As her life turns upside down , María Jośe's hatred for the pack grows. The only solace she finds is in her growing, forbidden bond with Axel Montenegro—Álvaro’s older brother, who has turned his back on the pack to live as Beta. These two developed a love-hate friendship born from their shared disdain for the pack’s cruelty, which slowly evolves into a passionate, secret romance. But when Álvaro discovers Axel’s interest in María Jośe, jealousy ignites within him and he suddenly wants María Jośe as his own. Love, vengeance, and betrayal all brewed into a whirlwind of drama, desires, and deadly comebacks. Will María Jośe rise from the ashes of her former life, or will she be consumed by the power struggles of the pack she despises? Will she give in to the oldest brother who is scared of commitment or the younger one who fiercely seeks redemption?

There is a girl I love, beyond measure, her name whispered in my every prayer. I sacrificed everything for her, and now I depart, my final act dedicated to her. In a realm beyond this life, if our souls should meet once more I pray earnestly for one thing—may the Divine decree that we never again walk the same path. Then why? “Excuse me? If you're done, can I use the tap?” Why did our path across again? If our fate was predetermined, why had I been granted this second chance? Why!? Why was I transported back to the past!?

After the invasion, humanity has been reduced in numbers drastically. 93% of the male population has been wiped out, alongside all the gods. Everyone left, prayed for a miracle and their prayers have been answered. In order to save mankind, the last remaining goddesses, created female warriors known as the Valkyrie to protect and keep the human population alive. However, because of the superior genes of women, the children born would always be female and if they were born male, they would die. The goddesses, need to figure out a way to prevent the deaths of male children or else it will be the extinction of humanity and them. The Faction Wars Series contains disturbing content that may be too intense for readers, such as abuse, rape, drugs, extreme gore and violence, mental and physical torture. Note: The characters, places, and events described in this novel are entirely imaginary and have no connection, either direct or indirect, with any real persons, places, or events. Reader discretion is advised.

For a thousand years, the world believed the gods had built a perfect balance—until the Eclipse Event shattered everything. One night, the sky cracked open like broken glass, and from the abyss beyond, the Calamities descended—twisted beings of shadow, hunger, and madness. They were not demons, not monsters, but something far worse. They devoured the world, consuming entire cities in a matter of days. The strongest warriors—the Four Saviors—stood against the tide… and fell. Humanity’s last cities crumbled. The gods never answered their prayers. The survivors soon realized the terrifying truth: This was not an invasion. It was an erasure.

In a world where power is claimed by bloodlines and politics, Meiying, a fierce and skilled warrior, returns home after years of hidden training to find her family gone and her homeland in ruins. Her life takes an unexpected turn when she saves Prince Cheng during a deadly ambush. Unbeknownst to her, this act binds her fate to his, revealing a powerful, untapped secret within herself—the rare ability to manipulate life force, a gift once wielded by the protectors of the throne. But as the Emperor’s desperate deal with a demon curses Cheng’s life and the empire’s stability, Meiying finds herself entangled in a battle far larger than personal revenge. With dark forces and political conspiracies threatening to destroy everything, Meiying must come to terms with her newfound powers and decide where her loyalty lies. Can Meiying, a warrior defined by strength become the key to breaking the curse and saving an empire in peril? As the prince fights for his destiny, will her path of vengeance lead to destruction—or will it be the salvation they both need? ——— Suddenly, there was a knock at the door. My body stiffened as a palace guard called for me from the other side, but I ignored it. Mei, on the other hand, began pushing me away in a panic. "Cheng, let go," she said, struggling in my arms. "Can't you hear him? What if he comes in and sees us like this?" "I don't care," I replied, my lips brushing her ear. "Tell me you forgive me, that's all I need. I won't let go until you do." I knew I was taking a risk, a huge one, if we were seen like this, there would be consequences. But losing Mei would be the bigger risk, the one I couldn't take. I couldn't let her slip away. "I just need to hear you forgive me, mei. That's all I need right now." The guard knocked again, calling my name, and Mei struggled harder. "Cheng, please," she said, her voice cracking under the strain. But I didn't budge. Finally she muttered, "Fine. I forgive you." "I forgive you, you crazy jerk." "You really mean that?" I asked, my voice barely audible. She nodded, exasperated, and only then did I release her. Just as I did, the door swung open, and I barely had time to step back before the palace guard entered, the guard rushed in, his face pale with worry. It was a close call. too close, but I didn't care. Mei flinched at the intrusion, but quickly composed herself, stepping away from me to a more respectable distance. The guard, wide-eyed and clearly flustered, fell to his knees in a bow. "My deepest apologies, Your Highness. I called for you several times but received no reply. I entered out of concern, fearing the worst." I glanced at Mei, but she wouldn't meet my eyes. She simply gave the guard one last look and walked out, leaving the room without a word. I let out a long, exhausted sigh, running a hand through my hair, still reeling from everything that had just happened. Turning back to the guard, I motioned for him to stand. "Get up" "And next time, don't enter my room without permission." ———— Author’s Note (Rong King) This story is a work of fiction, entirely created from my imagination. Any resemblance to real people, events, or places is purely coincidental. I have made every effort to craft a compelling narrative, but I acknowledge that some scenes or details may be inaccurate or unintentionally offensive. For this, I sincerely apologize. My intention is to entertain and inspire, not to harm or misrepresent. Thank you for your understanding. As we journey together through this story, my greatest hope is that our lives reflects God’s love and truth in all we do. I put my faith in Jesus Christ, who gave His life for me, and it’s my prayer that His grace and mercy touch each of us. Thank you for being part of this. May God bless you abundantly!

Humans are fickle creatures—pawns in a game far beyond their grasp. They kneel before the heavens, whispering prayers to gods who see them as nothing more than dust. Bei Zui once prayed too. Once begged. Once bled for their mercy. But mercy never came. Now, he no longer asks. He takes. With every life he sacrifices, the heavens tremble beneath his blade, their divine blood staining his hands. He walks a path carved from vengeance, cold and unyielding, until the last god falls and the skies drown in ruin.

To draw power, Rawn messes with a Rhotheli. If only she hadn’t called the full description bluff: None who crosses a Rhotheli handles the penalty. Seek a Rhotheli, find three Rhothelis. Lyecan, Zeonath, and Uksean aren’t just characters thrown into a horror film. They are the embodiment of villainy. Torment and death are their figure—their metaphor for pleasure. One an Alpha. One a runaway Mercenary. One a… well, best say the Lord’s Prayer. Rawn gets entangled with one of them when she thinks sleeping with him would elevate her powers. But a Rhotheli has a mind like a steel trap. Now Rawn must devise ways of survival as she tries not to lose her life while being—at the Rhotheli brothers’ mercy—nothing but the object of their pleasure. N/B: This book is the shorter version of an upcoming full version. It’s like the movie of a drama series. Some details are twisted and different from the original (long) version, which will be out soon (I’ll let you all know then). Let me know your comments on plot holes and other factors, as these will be corrected during proofreading and edits. Also, there are trigger warnings. I just don’t know how to classify them since this is my first time writing one. So, beware. And drop in the comments whenever you find one so they can be added to the warning list. Happy reading!

The world was once ruled by kingdoms, protected by the divine, and shaped by magic. Then the dead began to rise. At first, the living fought back. Cities built higher walls, warriors sharpened their blades, and the Magi—once the world’s most revered protectors—became its greatest curse. The undead are drawn to magic, hunting it like starving beasts, and in their desperation, the people turned against the Magi. They burned them, hunted them, erased them from history. It wasn’t enough. Now, the world is broken. Civilization crumbles beneath the weight of endless hunger, and the few survivors left fight for scraps in a land where gods no longer answer prayers and graves can never stay filled. Jonas Halewood once followed orders, but when he spared a Magi during the purge, he condemned himself to the same fate. On the run in a world unravelling at the seams, he will soon learn that the dead are changing—becoming something worse. And in the ruins of a forgotten kingdom, an ancient force stirs, waiting to be reborn. In a world where faith is dead and magic is a curse, survival is not about who is strongest—but who is willing to face the horrors that come next.

"THE WORLD IS GOING TO END IN THE NEXT 1 HOUR." That’s it. No explanations. No solutions. Just a death sentence for the entire planet. And with those words, the world went mad. Screams filled the streets. Cars crashed, fires raged, prayers turned into sobs. People begged, fought, held onto the ones they loved—while others ran, desperate for one last chance to be with the person that mattered most. Karan was in Lonavala. Supriya was in Mumbai. Two hours apart. But they had only one. The roads were jammed, the world was falling apart, but he didn’t care. He had to get to her. If it meant running until his legs gave out, stealing a bike, dodging through riots and flames—so be it. He just wanted to see her. One last time. And Supriya? She wasn’t going to wait. If he was running to her, she would run to him. Even if it was impossible. Even if time was against them. They weren’t trying to escape the end. They weren’t trying to survive. They just wanted to reach each other. To hold each other. Just once. Before everything disappeared. One hour. A dying world. Two people fighting against time itself. Will they make it? Or will the end come before they do? The countdown has begun.

She has lived countless lives—always aware, always searching. He has walked beside her through time—sometimes by her side, sometimes lost to fate. But when Zhang Minyue awakens once more, she finds him cursed, his memories erased. With shadows lurking behind thrones and assassins waiting in the dark, she must unravel the secrets of her past, her identity, and the prophecy that speaks of a girl cloaked in moonlight and fire. Some will bow, others will betray, but one thing is certain—Minyue has never been one to follow fate. Can she break the cycle… or will she lose him forever? --- Zhang Zilin: "No matter how many lifetimes pass, I know I will always find you." Minyue, smiling softly: "Foolish. I was never lost. You just needed to remember where to look." She whispered, "Even if the whole world turns against you, I will stand by your side." Zhang Zilin smiled, as if making a vow. "And if you fall, I will fall with you—only to rise again together." He leaned in, voice barely above a breath. "I don’t need the heavens to bless me. You are enough." Gently tracing his hand with her fingers, she murmured, "Then let me be your prayer… one that never fades." She cupped his cheeks, eyes steady. "Even if you forget me in the next life, I will find a way to make you fall for me again." Zhang Zilin smirked. "You wouldn’t need to try. My heart already knows its place."

There was once an innocent little boy who was about to graduate high school. But suddenly, a truck ran him over before he could step foot in adult life. From his cruel twist of fate, he learns that after a person dies, they simply go to a result screen—a simple score system based on how publicly known they are. Being the nobody, he only had enough points to use the wheel spin—three shots that would determine his upcoming life. The wheel first landed on females, crushing his hope of keeping his gender. But he wasn't just going to give up so easily as the male section remained. The next spin didn't land on what he hoped for. With one last shot, he slammed the button and prayed. A miracle, almost as if god answered his prayer, appeared right before his eyes as it landed on a male. "Thank you, god! I knew you'd never give up on me like that——Wait, what do you mean that's a bug?" Before he could say anything, he was reborn into a fantasy world where magic and cultivation coexist. Want to find out what he got for his upcoming adventure? Well, let's just say he experiences the three stages of grief with his awful luck. --- Disclaimer: Some of the love interests are related to the main character, and the main character's love interests are only towards women. Four chapters a week. The upload schedule may be a little wacky, and no bonus chapter for now as I'm still currently in college. Discord server if you want to talk or have questions: https://discord.gg/hnXMFwfVR3

In a celestial realm where the lines between good and evil are starkly defined, Rei Balphegor is born as a unique angel-demon hybrid, the first of his kind, created by a God. His very existence sends shockwaves through Heaven, sparking fear among the angels and inciting the wrath of Lucifer, who views Rei as a dangerous threat to his dark ambitions. After being brutally attacked and cast out of Heaven by Lucifer, Rei crashes onto Earth, where he faces rejection and fear from humans who see him as a monster. Just when all hope seems lost, a kind-hearted girl named Athea finds him and takes him in, offering him the warmth and friendship he desperately needs. Their bond grows as they navigate the challenges of acceptance and identity. However, the villagers' prejudice soon surfaces, culminating in a mob attacking Athea's family in search of Rei. In a tragic turn of events, Athea sacrifices herself to protect Rei, igniting a desperate plea for help from the hybrid child. His fervent prayer reaches a mysterious goddess, who intervenes and transforms Athea into a hybrid like Rei, saving her life but binding them both to serve her in a new realm where they can learn to harness their powers. Together, Rei and Athea embark on a journey of self-discovery, facing powerful foes and unraveling the mysteries of their unique heritage, all while preparing for the looming threat posed by Lucifer and the challenges of their intertwined fates.

1 Peter 4:7 "The end of all things is near; therefore, be of sound judgment and sober spirit for the purpose of prayer."

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Born of blood and yet so disgusted by the sight of it, that was Sephtis, the greatest necromancer the heavens would ever know and also it's greatest nightmare to come. Sephtis, a being who was most surely not human but neither was he a demon nor a beast, hating the sight of blood yet there exists no greater master in the art of slaughter than he. His ever growing army razing down cities, countries, continents, entire worlds and eventually perhaps everything else. He was the definition of a nightmare, his name alone scaring even shadows away and his presence leaving nothing but destruction everywhere it touches. And to the world's greatest surprise something incredible had happened, the unstoppable force had vanished from the surface of the world one day with no explanation nor answer as to his whereabouts. The world finally knew peace, the gods were praised for an entire month straight for answering their prayers, losing themselves in wine, music, food and carnal desire, this was heaven. But as always peace is never a long-lived thing, Darkness is never really truly gone, only just temporarily withheld and the greatest nightmare in history would be returning once more, this time so much greater than ever before and making sure that he completes his mission without fail.

It is here that Troy Walker was born a devoted Catholic and one who cherished life to the full --until a tragic accident brought his days to a premature end. Instead of final judgement, he wakes up in a new and different world, his soul transmigrated to that of a mercenary knight in life. Not exactly what one would call paradise in any sense of the imagination. Not until an era of uncertainty was ushered in with the ascension of "The One," a divine being. In such absence, something malign got somehow initiated: at a point in history, idols ceased to be simple tokens of belief and quite literally became devils in their own right, corrupting the land and enslaving it. Kingdoms fell into ruin, holy orders fought each other in war-hammered, faith-stretched antagonism, with mankind's souls becoming a battlefield for those powers against whose dark dominion there seemed no hope of victory. Lucian exists as a wandering knight-alone and unbounded by service or order-walking a path where steel and prayers said in near-forgotten Old Tongues, deal out justice equally. With memories of a past life, he seeks answers to the mystery behind The One's ascension and the demonic plague which followed. It will be on each battlefield that he continues his search which may lead to questioning everything he once felt was right. A tide that will fill the void, a knight alone in a war between faith and darkness; will he be able to oppose the current? Or is he simply one more pawn in a divine game far above his understanding?

Princess Estella was born without magic but with a great talent for academics. But this one fact decided her fate - she was the black sheep of family, someone that can be pushed around and bullied by her parents, siblings. Estella was a shame, something more akin to a toy than to a real person. Just for being born without magical prowess. One fateful day, when Estella is bullied by her older brother she accidentally falls from her staris and hits her head. Just like that Estella died when she was barely 17. But when she was dying on the cold, marble floor someone hears her prayers - to never see her family again. The next thing she sees is falling from the sky and landing in someone's apartment in a modern world!

“I am a benevolent god. If you worship me well, maybe I will save you… from the calamities I send.” Zayne was just an ordinary guy, when he was picked through a random draw to become a host of the God System. Having accepted the offer - could that even be considered a choice, when his soul would have been exterminated otherwise? - he was transported to a different world, tasked with gaining believers and growing his cult, earning points from their faith. Once he gained enough believers and points, he would be able to rise to a higher position in the Pantheon… However. A ‘life’ as a deity turned out to be far less glorious than he would have thought. Centuries later, he is still stuck in his first world. Fulfilling prayers day in and day out, as a mere consciousness floating in nothingness, alone with the system. He cannot rank up, he cannot move on, and he cannot even vent his frustration well, because he’s always short on points! And his believers are not even loyal, still worshiping other gods as well! In a moment of distraction, he makes a mistake, which initiates his descent. Not wanting to waste the points he has already spent, Zayne decides to wander the world for a while, posing as his own prophet, using this opportunity to spread his faith… And more importantly, vent all his pent-up anger, and have fun along the way! Randomly doing whatever he wants, he accidentally discovers a path he could take as a god: sending calamities, and then rescuing people from them - of course as long as they pray! And so his journey to the top finally begins.

“They are beauty beyond words and terror beyond reason. In their light, souls are cleansed; in their shadow, worlds are undone. They bless with a touch and destroy with a glance. To worship them is to invite salvation and doom alike, for they are justice without mercy, power without limit, and existence without end. Mortal hands may build temples in their name, but no prayer can soften their gaze. Kneel, not in hope—but in fear." — Aetherion 6:8 Have you ever wondered if Gods exist or if they are just a figment of humanity's imagination for hope? If they exist and aren't just a figment of our imagination, are they benevolent and merciful, or are they indifferent to our sufferings? Arohan, an atheist despised the concept of religion and Gods because of his parent's death. His parents left him wealth beyond measure, so he lived his life the way he desired and did whatever he wanted without caring about the consequences. Everything changed when he faced two choices: save himself or save the world!

In a realm where strength is the ultimate currency, one man's journey to the pinnacle of power begins with the ultimate betrayal. Cast aside by those he sacrificed everything for, the young man breathes his last breath with a fervent prayer to the gods. He promises that if given another chance, he would live solely for himself, pursuing his desires and following only his own will. His plea is answered by a bored deity craving entertainment. The god offers to reincarnate him into a fantastical world reminiscent of the web novels he once adored. As a caveat, the young man is granted six absolute talents of his choosing, ensuring he will possess unparalleled talents in comprehension, cultivation, alchemy, bloodline and body cultivation, combat, and formations. Armed with these extraordinary gifts, the man is thrust into a ruthless cultivation world where only the strong survive. With a newfound resolve to live for himself, he embarks on a relentless quest for power and vengeance, determined to rise above all who stand in his way. His journey is filled with epic battles, mysterious allies, and formidable foes, as he strives to entertain the god who bestowed upon him this second chance. In a world where strength reigns supreme, will he succeed in his quest for dominance and revenge, or will the whims of the gods and the trials of the cultivation world prove too great?

Coming back from London as a well known psychologist, Zhao Wenli couldn't hold her joy for not seeing her family for 20 years after being separated from them when she was just 3 years old in her mind, she only knows of how her parents looked like from the photo her parents gave her, on her way to the airport. she didn't loath them but couldn't help to feel the love of Parenthood. life could only feel unfair when her father's closet friend's son framed them of embezzlement of funds and many illicit activities, made her to forcefully lay force threats on the already unbeatable son, Hua Wudi. in the almost quest for survival after realizing her mistake, met her tragic death. just a few days to her arrival from London, she met her end. "if I had known of my fate, I would rather not return and miss my parents unconditionally in London" she muttered as she breathe her last. The heavens heard her silent prayer and transmigrated her to a world of cold war and unequal cultivations which she never thought of being in one. There, she met Hua Wudi as the unbeatable leader. remembering her tragic fate in her past life, decides to avoid him. but fate already has other plans for her. Just because of the one single silent prayer. Heavens didn't grant her prayers but made it worst for her, either that she makes her a life living hell or, a better place for living. in anyway, the ball is now in her court.

Falsely accused of treason and awaiting execution, Athena Cloverfield, the former young heiress to the fallen House Cloverfield, reflects on her life to pinpoint where it all went wrong. Athena blames Iris, her stepsister, for all the bad things that happened to her, but her perspective is utterly shattered when Iris visits her in the dungeons and confesses her love for her, going so far as to declare that she would try to rescue her. The time of the execution inevitably came, and Athena was about to be executed. Just then, Iris appears and fights desperately to get to Athena, but before she can get anywhere close, Iris is defeated and is made to watch the execution from where she fell. Seeing her desperation and finally believing the genuine tears, Athena prayed to God, for the very first time in her life, for a second chance to make amends. As if God himself had answered the prayer, Athena miraculously finds herself back in time on the same day Iris arrives at her home in the Cloverfield mansion. Seizing the chance, Athena resolves herself to be the best stepsister she could imagine herself to be, but the memories from the past timelines haunt her constantly, causing her to react negatively and straying down the same path as before. When eventually cornered into the fateful tea party, Athena, in a moment of vulnerability, confessed her inner fears of how Iris could once again ruin her life despite her trying her best to make amends. Perhaps due to an accidental but fortunate choice of words, Iris misunderstood Athena and was completely charmed by her. To Athena’s amazement, Iris swore to Athena on the spot that she would be her loyal and loving sister who would protect her from the world. And in the days after, Athena and Iris enjoyed a loving and caring relationship, just as Athena hoped to have. But fate had it out for Athena, and to her horror, the events that led to her execution started occurring once more when she got enrolled into the kingdom’s royal academy alongside Iris in this timeline. Thanks to the first of those dreadful events, she got involved with the crown prince, the same man who ordered her execution in the previous timeline, and somehow attracted his attention. To make things worse, as the days passed and Athena, for some reason, started to gain popularity amongst her peers, Iris became more obsessive and overprotective towards Athena, causing various scandalous rumours to rise and leading to both troublesome and amusing incidents. But unbeknownst to Athena and Iris, a sinister figure seeks to tear their relationship apart and eventually lead Athena down the path of doom…

“What if your prayers weren’t whispers lost in the wind, but battle cries echoing through realms unseen?” In a world blinded by the illusion of control, a twelve-year-old beggar girl unknowingly holds the power to shake Heaven and Hell. Her prayers—fragile words birthed from pain and desperation—ignite wars in the spiritual realm, where angels bleed and devils hunger for her soul. Hunted by legions of darkness, abandoned by the world she seeks to save, and shattered by questions that Heaven seems too silent to answer, she stands alone—her only weapon: faith. But how do you hold on to faith when the very God you cry to feels distant… and the devils chasing you are not? This is not just her story. It’s the story of every unseen war fought for the soul you never knew was yours.